Vitality of a Daffodil

‘Vitality’ is an interesting word. Where does it come from, what is its origin?

The first four letters as the root, describing ‘force’ or ‘energy,’ gives it away somewhat. For example, the pre-fix ‘vita’ as it appears at the commencement of many words, such as the word ‘vita-mins’, is often an addition favoured by food production companies when naming many biscuit type items, professing to be of benefit to the human body by supposedly offering a source of renewed energy that could potentially result in an expected rise in vigour, exuberance and physical strength… or perhaps even sharper mental capacity.

But my feeling is there is much more to this ‘vitality’ caper. My own experience of many years of oscillating energy levels would declare that there is oftentimes a missing link so to speak – something that is more ephemeral but solidly known within the particles and cells of each one of us, if only we would take the time to connect to that deeper well of wisdom within.

It seems to me, as a consequence of my own past wayward choice of experiences, that in order to build this vitality in my own body there needed now to be a deeper connection to my own awareness of my being, more honouring of my body and a greater appreciation of the depth of my sacredness and divinity. This is achieved by my being more in alignment with the energy of Love, which to me is the reflection of God’s grace, not only to be found through a deepening connection within, but also in the all-embracing energy that surrounds each and every one of us.

On reflecting on my previous ways of living within this life, I have often wondered whether or not there was vitality in evidence as I regularly and vigorously walked between the tufts of sword grass on the undulating dunes and down the sandy path on my way to a wild ocean at Tallow Beach, without any true connection to my body. Or whether the man who seemed to enjoy his set routine of jogging up and down, back and forth, relentlessly, while spitting over his shoulder as he strove to master the miles, was actually displaying vitality.

Indeed I then wondered whether there was more evidence of vitality in the sparkling eyes of a dear old soul I sat with recently as she lay in a hospital bed, accepting her moment in time in connection to God. And it became strikingly obvious to me there was more vitality/Life/Light evident in those precious moments of connection that we experience than on any vigorous beach walk or jogging track that is void of any true connection whatsoever.

My reflection on this scenario would beg the question then, is vitality the evidence and reflection of the Light that dwells within each of us, rather than a ‘force’ that displays how fit we are physically? Could it be that the vitality, that is the life within a seed that causes that seed to flourish, indicates that this element of vitality is more than a thing, per se? Is it possibly the evidence of ‘being’ – being in connection with Truth and Love and indeed, with all things of the Universe?

In our current era it would appear that some of the essentials to support this reconnection to our very being-ness is the choice of our lifestyle, the choices of our food and basically whatever it is that passes between our lips, including even the tone of what and how we express.

As I edge towards the end of my 70’s decade and embrace my ageing with the joy of this newly revealed re-connection, I can offer that even though the body displays a wearing out if you will, as does a daffodil display at the end of spring, there is a well of divine life held within the bulb as there is within us all, for the new season or incarnation revealing the potential (if we are prepared to connect to it) for true vitality all over again.

By Roberta B. Himing, Student of Life, Gold Coast, QLD, Australia

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